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Patricia. i love the sea but i hate the beach. big difference.


talk time




no, you tell me

Amanda, Caris, Chee Tong, Chin Wen, Elizabeth, Fang Ee, Freya, Georgia, Geraldine, Hakim, Isabella, Ivan, Jun Khiang, Katty, Leena, Loza, Mao Jie, Marissa, Melissa, Miao Ying, Nadiah, Patricia, Samantha, Sarah, Starnia, Teoh Guan, Wei Lin, Yi Zhen, Yu Ling

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03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006
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12/01/2007 - 01/01/2008
04/01/2008 - 05/01/2008
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credits

the picture was found on friendster. waw.



Thursday, November 09, 2006


I don't usually blog after midnight. Well, here I am, blogging after midnight :D
I tried sleeping a few hours ago but was apparently unsuccessful. That was so uncool.

I can't sleep.
Can I not sleep at all tonight?

I shall try that. I'll sit here until sunshine knocks me out. Yes, nocturnal.
And trying to motivate a few people taking their O's is not an easy task. I guess you have to mean what you say to make it work.
I'm so bored to tears that I'll just type anything that pops into my head.

1. I wanna eat an orange. There are oranges in the fridge but I can't take my eyes of the monitor.
2. I ate Korean food today.
3. NO, NO, THAT WAS YESTERDAY. I can use 'a while ago', right?
4. I'm still bored to tears.
5. Cramps!
6. These thoughts are so lame, reading them makes me want to cry.
7. My nails are seeew nice and long. One chipped though. It's not noticeable, thankfully.
8. I feel hot. No fan. No air-conditioner.
9. I think I should walk to the kitchen to grab an orange or something while my Yaya's door creaks (opening and closing). This creeps me out.
10. I am all of a sudden aware that I am the only one awake in this household and now thinking of objects from a different dimension.
11. I know you think I am strange. Well you're not awake at 0042! Quiet.
12. Oh, Smuckers (it is a brand of jam, please, and I know it sounds vulgar). The door is really freaking me out.
13. I'm so running to my room in a few minutes.
14. STOP CREAKING!!!!!!!!!!
15. Bloody hell.
16. I am totally scaring myself. I will not type down other thoughts that will solely force me to gouge my eyeballs out (if i read them again and again cos that's what you do to your posts; read them again and again).
17. My phone vibrated because some IDIOT texted me and, let me tell you, the vibration scared the living hello out of me.
18. The text message was uber funny though.
19. This post is amazingly long. See what good crapping can do to you.
20. I think I'll stop at twenty.

That was fun!
Not sleepy :D


8:51 AM
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